Bowers's Knife

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TW:VIOLENCE + HOMOPHOBIC INSULTS
Richie Tozier

I hurried to my locker and put all my homeworks in my backpack.
I grabbed my hat and threw my bag on my shoulder.

"Where are you going in such a hurry Richie?"

"Ah, it's nothing Ben, just have to be home a little earlier today."

"If you say so. See you tomorrow Richie!

"See ya'!"

Ben's a sweet guy. Wouldn't hurt a fly. Im glad his locker's next to mine and thats its not Greta or something like that.

I headed out of the school.
What the hell am i getting myself into...

3h52 pm

I arrived at the kissing bridge.
Theres...
No one?
Did the man chicken out? Hilarious.
Just wait untill I tell the oth-

"Well, well, if it isn't our dear friend..."

Spoke too soon.

"Rachida Tozier."

What? How?-

"Sorry Bowers. You got the wrong person."

"Don't play that game with me faggot. I know what you truly are. You're a fucking girl."

"Like I said... You have the wrong person."

And blackout.

Should've seen it coming.
Wich is ironic 'cause I can't see shit.
It just hurts. Like hell too. Feels like something's cutting
trough my stomach.
Like...

A knife maybe.

??? Pm

Damn it... how long was I out for?...
I feel fucking weak...

I opened my eyes.

Im still at the kissing bridge? Fuck, my head is throbbing!...
Im bleeding?...

Thats when I took a look at my stomach.

The words "FAGGOT" was carved on it.

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